Nine Zero Little Daughter-in-law

Jiang Mo saw the encouragement and trust in Yan Wanqing's eyes.

A sense of responsibility suddenly rose in his heart, a sense of responsibility to work hard to realize his dream and make Yan Wanqing happy.

Yan Wanqing didn't know that her casual sentence made Jiang Mo have such an idea, and she didn't know that Jiang Mo's future achievements were far more than those in his previous life.

Jack sent them to the hotel, left the car keys and left.

Yan Zhengqing said: "Let's go back to the hotel and rest, and then go to see the writer tomorrow."

Yan Wanqing had no objection.

Her room was next to the two of them, and Jiang Mo sent her luggage to the room, "Do you want to go out and eat something later?"

Yan Wanqing felt uncomfortable on the plane, she lost her appetite and her head was foggy, "I don't want to eat, you go."

"You haven't eaten anything today. If you don't eat, your body won't be able to bear it. I'll bring you some. What do you want to eat?"

Although Jiang Mo's voice was gentle, it was undeniably strong.

Yan Wanqing couldn't beat Jiang Mo, but she had no appetite at all.

Jiang Mo looked at the little girl's aggrieved expression, and pampered her hair, "Eat more or less, I'll bring you some porridge to warm your stomach, okay?"

Yan Wanqing nodded, "Just bring some porridge."

"You rest first, I will buy it for you."

Yan Wanqing closed the door, she packed up her things, lay on the bed to calm down, all day today, her mood and thoughts seemed to be floating in mid-air, her brain's instructions were always slower than her hands, and she didn't know what she had done.

Including the relationship with Jiang Mo, it seems to have eased inadvertently.

She doesn't have so many ideas now, just let the relationship with Jiang Mo go with the flow.

Yan Wanqing lay down for a while, opened the suitcase and took out the prepared evidence.

There was an interview tomorrow, so she had to prepare well in advance so that she wouldn't be frightened.

……

the next afternoon
Yan Zhengqing and Mary, a writer from country H, made an appointment to meet in a coffee shop.

Yan Wanqing had investigated Mary before she came. She has published several best-selling novels and is a hot new female writer in country H.

I am afraid that no one will believe that such a person plagiarized.

But she actually plagiarized her novel.

Yan Wanqing couldn't understand, why would she plagiarize her novel and tarnish her own reputation?
Or, is she actually a habit of copying, someone who has no real skills?
Seeing Yan Wanqing's gloomy expression, Yan Zhengqing thought she was worried, and comforted her: "Wanqing, don't be nervous, you can try as much as you want, no matter what happens, the second brother will help you."

Yan Wanqing smiled, "Okay."

Just as he was talking, the door of the coffee shop opened, and two women walked in.

Mary came with her editor.

When Mary saw the immature Yan Wanqing, a little surprise flashed in her eyes.

"Are you Yan Wanqing?"

Yan Wanqing nodded, "Hi, I'm Yan Wanqing."

When Mary was looking at Yan Wanqing, Yan Wanqing was also looking at her.

Mary is a middle-aged woman in her 30s, with long black hair tied in a low ponytail, silver earrings in her ears, and wearing the most fashionable clothes at the moment.

Such a fashionable and beautiful woman didn't look like someone who would copy her novels and even bite back.

"Sit down and talk."

Yan Zhengqing pushed the menu over, "What do you want to drink?"

Mary: "My editor and I each have a cup of bitter unsweetened coffee."

Yan Wanqing asked warmly, "Are you not afraid of suffering without adding sugar?"

"Coffee without sugar is life." Mary raised her eyebrows, "Isn't it?"

Yan Wanqing doesn't think so, "I think that only after tasting all the coffees can I realize some truths in life."

Mary didn't take Yan Wanqing seriously before she came, but now she has to treat it with caution.

Yan Wanqing didn't want to practice Tai Chi with Mary, "Mr. Mary, people don't say dark words, I came to country H this time to find you for plagiarism."

Mary didn't speak, it was her editor who did.

"Are you here to make peace with us?"

Yan Wanqing had a smile on her lips, "I didn't plagiarize, why should I reconcile with you?"

"Little girl, plagiarism doesn't mean you just open your mouth and say you didn't copy it. I have sent the evidence to the publishing house. You must have seen it?"

Editor Mary's eyes were much sharper than before, and she exuded a powerful aura, trying to suppress Yan Wanqing.

Yan Wanqing's expression was still calm, she didn't show fear, let alone show weakness because of her aura.

"I've seen your evidence, but I don't think I'm plagiarized because it was published earlier than mine."

Yan Wanqing opened the zipper of her bag, and took out the color palette she made overnight.

"These are my original manuscripts, with the time stamped on them. I wonder if Teacher Mary has any original manuscripts?"

Computers are not popular yet, so the time can be seen from the damage of the manuscript paper, not just the publication time.

Publishing is not like the serial novels of later generations, and plagiarism can be judged according to the publication time of each chapter.

It takes half a year, a year, or even longer to write a published novel. Who knows what will happen during this period?

Editor Mary glanced at Yan Wanqing's manuscript, but didn't pick it up to read it. She said domineeringly, "Our Mary's manuscript is never shown to outsiders."

"Do you dare not show it to outsiders, or do you not have it at all?"

Mary's novel has been published, and she will not be involved in the issue of leakage even if she shows others the original manuscript.

She didn't dare to show it to her, so she could only explain that she didn't have the original manuscript, and her published novel was revised based on her, and an ending was randomly added for publication.

Editor Mary narrowed her eyes dangerously, "Little girl, are you questioning Mary?"

"I didn't question it, I just asked my question."

"Isn't your question a question?"

"If you must think so, I can't help it."

Yan Wanqing glanced at Yan Zhengqing.

Yan Zhengqing understood immediately. He took out the tape recorder and pressed the play button. The voices of several people talking slowly came out from the speakers.

The sound quality is clear.

"Mr. Mary, if you must believe that I plagiarized and you can't come up with strong evidence, I can also play this recording for people all over the world to listen to."

Yan Wanqing walks upright and sits upright, she is not afraid of anything.

The tense atmosphere is imminent.

"Oh, then you can let it go."

Editor Mary got up angrily, "Mary, let's go."

Editor Mary dragged Mary away.

Yan Wanqing did not miss the look of hesitation in Mary's eyes when she left.

Yan Zhengqing slapped the table angrily, "A small editor is too arrogant."

Jiang Mo got up and walked over from the table behind her, "She is so arrogant because someone is behind her."

Otherwise, it would be the turn of a small editor to speak nonsense here.